A Slave's Thought By sasha{Bear}

A girl has been asked to share her thoughts. Her slave thoughts. Then the question becomes, where does a girl start? sasha has watched, often silent, as the world of Gor on IRC has grown, become trendy, had tempests, suffered loss, and enjoyed the rewards of developing treasured friendships. This girl has come to know her Master intimately and even learned new ways to please him. A girl smiles.

sasha read with interest the words of her Master in the previous week Gorean Times. What is it, that makes Gor "real"? How does Gor translate into a girl's life? It has been often described as a journey and this is true. For sasha, a new girl, there was much to be learned in a paga tavern. While it was role play to some, to sasha the feelings of serving were quite real. The interactions were real. A girl learned to give of herself as she served men there. She learned to please her own Master as she dove deeper into her submission to his will. A girl grew and blossomed under his watchful eye.

There is much to be learned, on cyber Gor. But a girl is left to wonder.... why is it so gut-wrenchingly important to some, and a game to others? A girl can only speak as slave, from a slave's perspective. Perhaps it is commitment, in the end, that makes a difference. Can a girl be soul-deep committed to a man she knows only in pixels? Or, perhaps, by an occassional voice in the night? Yes. Is it optimal? Of course not.

When a girl makes the choice to submit and turn her life, freewill, happiness, and soul to a man one would think that she might give it some thought first. But so often girls are seen leaping into such a relationship seemingly on a whim. Then, the first time she thinks she is not getting the attention she "deserves" she weeps and wails in whispers to other girls and usually leaves her Master in a huff, bent on finding a "good" Master. Perhaps the one she begged release from was such a man, one that was trying to teach her patience or humility. Perhaps he merely had better things to do than be amused by her at the time.

Before dashing off looking for the next good Master, a girl might spend some time thinking about what it means to be slave, here on earth. It is, after all, where we reside. Do we go off, willy nilly, submitting to any man that comes along, because now we are slave? Hardly. Do we strive to be pleasant and pleasing and submissive to free men? Of course. Do we have to give up some professional edge in the work world to do this? None worth having.

Slavery is about submitting your will to another. Even when it is unpleasant to do so. Even when it pleases him to be pleasured by another. If a girl yearns for more attention, it behooves her to learn to become more fully pleasing. It is not all paga and furs, darn the luck! It is foot rubs at 1:00 am, and having the right clothes set out for Master to wear in the morning, and taking care of the humdrum everyday things in life that are beneath his notice. It is pulling weeds from his garden and pleasing his friends and and loving your chain sister.

Then, if a girl is very lucky, she is allowed to serve her Master in other ways..... with sensual baths and long slow body massages and pleasuring his every whim in the soft light of scented candles. It is laying on the floor by his bed at his beck and call....yearning to pleasure him again. It is being held close, a Master's fist in a girl's hair, hearing "Who owns you, girl?" sasha *shivers*

To be slave is something different to every girl, sasha thinks. These are just a few of the things that this girl has experienced. Perhaps, on day, a girl can share the more intimate thoughts....the gut deep feelings.... that she is learning daily are a part of her. Until then, this girl wishes you well in your journey and joy in your submission.

sasha{Bear}